Closed: The Morning After
The light was shining through his curtains, inching through the very small space where he had apparently forgotten to close them completely the night before. It was like a tiny needle of pain, hitting him square in the eyes, the headache forming between his temples aggravated by it. He blinked, squeezing his eyes shut as he moved to bury himself under his covers, tugging them slightly, a groan passing through his lips as he managed to catch sight of the clock on his bedside table.
It was too bloody early.
And he'd had way too much to drink.
He yawned deeply, squirming slightly in his position on the bed when he felt a soft graze of skin against his leg. He stopped moving. His head raised slightly from the pillow turning to his left and seeing a shock of blond hair resting beside him.
His brow furrowed as he tried to remember what had happened the night before.
He remembered arriving, politely ditching his sister and then-
Ella.
His eyes widened, his body shifting farther away from her, taking the moment to peer underneath the covers. Naked, of course. Not a single stitch of clothing. He groaned again, this time rubbing at his forehead.
It was too bloody early.
And he'd had way too much to drink.
He yawned deeply, squirming slightly in his position on the bed when he felt a soft graze of skin against his leg. He stopped moving. His head raised slightly from the pillow turning to his left and seeing a shock of blond hair resting beside him.
His brow furrowed as he tried to remember what had happened the night before.
He remembered arriving, politely ditching his sister and then-
Ella.
His eyes widened, his body shifting farther away from her, taking the moment to peer underneath the covers. Naked, of course. Not a single stitch of clothing. He groaned again, this time rubbing at his forehead.